Michael frowned as he could tell that she was distancing herself from him. Cooper, that old fellow, must have talked bad about me! Or, maybe I look bad and she despises me. “Taylor Murray is my stage name. My actual name is Michael Fletcher,” he answered.
“Oh… Mr. Fletcher,” Sophia responded indifferently.
Michael did not understand her cold attitude toward him, but it was more than enough to be able to talk to her.
He was content.
“What is this?” Sophia was guarded as she took the folder.
However, Michael merely stood up and mysteriously replied, “You’ll know once you see it. I won’t disturb you and will take my leave.”
He strode out and said as he rubbed Carmen’s head before he left. “Darling, come back earlier.”
“Okay!” Carmen answered. She had already treated Sophia’s home as her own.
She had not planned to leave and wanted to have dinner before heading home. Judge took advantage of the opportunity and quickly ran with his two little pairs of shoes to follow Michael home.
As for Sophia, she opened the folder and saw a stack of photos and documents. The first thing she saw was an identification card. My identification card as Sophia?
The date of issuance was 8 years ago when she was 18. She should be currently 26 and the address on it showed Villa No. 8, the Imperial!
I’ve lived there?
She then took out the second document—it was actually a Cethosian marriage certificate…
Cooper and Linus returned home late at night.
There was the smell of blood on Cooper.
His shadow was hidden in the dark like a huge, black dragon resting after hunting its prey. He was exhaling breaths of death around him.
His cold, ruthless expression gradually softened when he arrived home, opened his eyes and saw the light coming out from his house. Anna, I’ve taken revenge for you. Leave Sophia to me from now on.
…
Cooper knocked on Sophia’s door and walked in when he saw that the light in Sophia’s room was still switched on. “Sophia, why are you still awake?”
Sophia, who was in the room, seemed to have cried. Her eyes were red and puffy as she sat in front of her dressing table. “Dad, is there something that you are not telling me? she asked as she turned to look at Cooper.
Cooper had a bad feeling. As expected, he saw the photos on the dressing table—those were pictures of Sophia and Michael that were taken in the past.
There were photos they took in Harper’s Mansion, in the film studio, in the restaurant, and a photo of them with Nate. There was also her identification card and her marriage certificate with Michael.
Cooper walked over and looked at their marriage certificate.
The Cethosian law allowed females aged 18 and males aged 20 to get married. She was only 18 when they were married. She looked horrible back then as her hair was in a mess and her face was pale, giving the impression that she was lost in life.
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